Exceedingly frilly.

The three of you quickly reach the comfortable little bungalow where Warren and his mother dwell. Warren lets you in through the back door, into a hallway filled with cute cat decals. Indeed as you enter the house, it becomes very clear that his mother's tastes predominate--the rooms are filled with frilly, lacy decorations, often depicting fuzzy animals and strange and precocious children. Warren's response to your taking this in is to shrug.

He leads you into the living room, where a slightly balding man is snoozing on the couch. "Ron?" asks Jess. Warren nods. With a smirk, your girlfriend slinks over to the man, pulls down his pants and begins to give him a blowjob.

"Mmmmm, fuckyes," groans Ron as Jess effortlessly engulfs his member. You watch as she bobs her head up and down rapidly, Ron gripping her head in his hands. He hasn't noticed her horns yet, but you know it's only a matter of time. And you that by the time he does, it will be too late. Indeed, at this rate, he might not even care when he makes the discovery.

Chuckling, you and Warren head upstairs, slipping into his mother's bedroom, where she is snoring in bed. She is a somewhat chubby woman with bleached blonde hair in early middle age dressed in a frilly nightgown. Warren glances at you and then goes to her. Leaning forward, he kisses her deeply on the lips, producing a pleasurable murmur from her and infecting her with the Strain. He pulls back and nudges her gently. "Mom? Mom? It's time to wake up."

"Mmmm, sure dear, I..." she begins with a yawn. Her eyes snap open as she sees her son as the hellish incubus he now is. After first almost subconsciously licking her lips, Warren's mother lets out a scream and starts to scramble away, landing with a thump on the floor. She starts to crawl to the door, only to see you standing there. She is clearly trying to figure out what to do next when Warren grabs her.